Word: turbanator
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...hotel and, right on schedule, left at 9:55 to walk a block to the California state capitol, where he had a 10 o'clock appointment with Governor Jerry Brown. At about that time, a small, slim woman wearing a bright red, full-length gown and a matching turban asked a policeman on the street between the hotel and the capitol if the President was coming. He made a noncommittal reply−and Squeaky Fromme waited...
...those detained was Haji Mastaan, 45, a former Bombay coolie who over the past 20 years has parlayed his 390-a-day wages into a $13 million empire and a reputation as the king of Indian smugglers. Mastaan likes to wear Western-style clothes topped with a white silk turban, gives generously to both Moslem mosques and Hindu temples, and by his own account has bought politicians of every party and persuasion. Though arrested several times before, until now he has beaten every rap that was ever brought against him, including a murder charge...
...sudden end of the expedition, noting that before the trip, most of the anticipated problems were expected to grow out of cultural conflict. "Actually, there was very little of that," he said. "The chief was this great guy who walked around in a blue robe, a white turban, and a pair of black All-Star Converse tennis shoes...
...pneumatic star claims to prefer cover-up clothes. Still, when she showed up in Manhattan last week at Warlock Rex Reed's party for Film Maker Eleanor Perry, Ann-Margret must have known she would be on-camera, so she wore a costume she is comfortable in: a turban, pants, sable coat and the top of one of her bikinis...
...attraction to me grew out of her thinking that I could lead her to him. I never understood this delusion of hers, but I'd drag her to parties anyway. And she would torture herself beforehand into the Look, a wasp-haired caricature, binding her curls tightly in a turban around her head, in a towel steamed for straightening. And she would chatter, and the pink would glow in her face. But then she would stand mum and prudish all night and hate herself in a corner. Afterwards, I'd try to comfort her, doing a stint of complaining myself...